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Hogwarts: Valentines Vs Single Awareness challenge:
(dialogue) "That's the man/woman/person I'm going to marry.", (AU) Soulmate
Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - Angle
Hogwarts: Insane House Challenge
Trope: Red String of Fate
Red String
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Ginny gazed at something only she could see. "You know, sometimes I feel like actually following the string to find out where it leads, but I'm afraid I might end up in America."
Hermione laughed. "I can just imagine your mother's face if that happened. You'd be stuck in your room until you turned thirty."
Ginny's eyes focused on her best friend as her hand fell to her side. "Some people get tired of what it represents and actually have the audacity to cut the string."
Hermione looked at her own string. "To be perfectly honest, I've thought about doing it, but I couldn't ever make myself because I hope I'll meet my perfect someone."
Ginny nodded. "The same for me, but I wish my perfect someone would hurry up and get here. The waiting is ridiculous."
Hermione nodded. She turned back to her book.
Ginny sighed, realizing she lost her friend's attention. It was so hard to keep it most days.
Suddenly, she felt the string around her wrist go taut. WIth wide eyes, Ginny looked down at the string and swallowed nervously, realizing what this might mean.
"Ginny?" Hermione's voice sounded breathless.
"Yeah?" Ginny's voice was just as breathless.
"My string is taut."
"Mine too," Ginny said.
Both girls stood up and waited in anticipation.
Suddenly, two men turned the corner, both of their gazes fixed on something only they could see themselves.
One was a younger blond, the sharp angle of his face seemed harsh in the sunlight, but there was an intelligence about him that was unmistakable. He was lean with very subtle muscles. The other one was an older man, blond as well. He was tall and much more muscular. He had an aristocratic nose and an utter seriousness about him.
Hermione's and Ginny's eyes both went to their strings and saw where they connected. Simultaneously, they said, "That's the man I'm going to marry." They looked at each other in surprise.
Ginny laughed. "You're talking about the tall one, right?"
Hermione returned her smile. "Yes."
"Good because the shorter one's mine."
They walked over to the men who had stopped in shock at seeing the two girls.
Ginny took the shorter one's hand. "I'm Ginny."
"Draco," he breathed, his eyes fixated on her face.
The older man took the initiative. "Lucius, and I must say, I'm certainly not disappointed." He took Hermione's hand and pressed a soft kiss to the back of it.
Hermione's cheeks heated up. "I'm Hermione."
Lucius smiled. "Shall we men escort you lovely ladies to lunch?"
Ginny smiled cheekily. "It would be your pleasure."
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